'Round here, every one just takes the dead pet down to the nearest dumpster and throws it in there. I always bury my pets. I like to dig a very deep grave for them, about 2 feet deep for birdies. I usualy wrap them in a cloth and put them in a small box and then bury them. But I find hard to feel much sadness, I've had so many pets that have died. I'm just used to it. I do love my pets of course, but I wouldn't wan't to preserve their bodies. When they're gone they're gone, why make 'em into mummies? So I can feel better by petting the dry husk that used to be my dear pet? That's just a little strange to me.